A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Missing Piece In Life

I've lost a piece and it's impossible to bring it back.

I was too careless. I was too sla

Aate hai farishtey bankar

Aate hai farishtey bankar,

Rehte hai har waqt haath thamkar,

Milta Hai anmol dost

A Special World
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see

TERE CHEHRE KI TARIF HAI

तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इस�

I Can't Help Myself

When I see you standing there... Did you even notice me?

I sit in class and you're on my

My Beautiful Country India

 

Today is a time for fireworks and fun

But we shouldn’t forget its re

Soul Mates?

Whatever happened to us when did we end?

How long ago did I consider you a friend?

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MERI JAAN MENE TUMSE KABHI KAHA NAHI

Main karta hun pyar tujhase bohot meri jaan

Magar tere jawabo ki chadar se darta hun

Helen Keller

 

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